Stranger Flashing Dick in Train and Offer Him Handjob and Grinding Cock on My Ass

The train car was a symphony of monotonous hum and clanking steel, the perfect backdrop for the sudden jolt of a stranger’s cock pressing against my thigh. I glanced down, feigning surprise, but my cunt throbbed with anticipation. The bulge in his pants was thick, straining against the fabric, and I could see the wet spot where his precum was seeping through. I shifted, turning my body to face him, my hand casually resting on his thigh. “Looks like someone’s happy to see me,” I purred, my fingers tracing the outline of his shaft. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly, and I smirked, feeling his hardness grow under my touch. I leaned in, my breath hot on his ear, “Want me to take care of that for you?” My hand moved to his zipper, slowly pulling it down, the sound of the metal teeth separating filling the air. I reached in, wrapping my fingers around his thick, pulsating cock, feeling the heat and weight of it in my palm. I began to stroke him, my hand moving in a steady rhythm, his precum lubricating my movements. The train rocked us gently, the motion adding to the sensation as I leaned over, my ass grinding against his lap, feeling his cock slide between my cheeks.

The stranger’s breath hitched as I increased the pressure, my hand working his shaft with expertise. I could feel his body tensing, his hips thrusting up to meet my strokes. I leaned back slightly, giving him a better view as I continued to grind against him, my ass cheeks spreading to reveal my wet, glistening pussy. I reached down, my fingers finding my clit, rubbing it in time with my handjob. The sensation of his cock sliding between my ass cheeks, combined with the pleasure of my own touch, sent waves of ecstasy through my body. I moaned softly, the sound mixing with the stranger’s grunts of pleasure. I could feel his cock swelling in my hand, his body tensing as he neared his climax. I quickened my pace, my hand flying over his shaft, my ass grinding harder against him. With a final thrust, he came, his hot cum spurting onto my back, mixing with the sweat of our frenzied encounter. I smiled, my own orgasm washing over me as I continued to grind against him, riding out the waves of pleasure.